This is a song about "Bastard son crying mother"

Inglorious bastard before this

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

In that time i'll be just great being a bastard,

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Cause im dressed to kill, fresh to death, get like me, bastard

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

When mother lost's her son what's her pain.....

Momma crying cuz her son in a crate box

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

You’ve lost me, so don’t come crying

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

You gangster acting bastard.

Chasing them checks, nike work